"This store does not allow customers to order food, just serve it yourself?"

"No."

Zhang Lingting picked up the wooden spoon and sucked it into the thick white and fragrant rolling soup. In addition to the slices of meat, ginseng, dried squid and cooked chicken, the main ingredients were cooked pork belly and pig intestines.

It turns out that the soup base of this hot pot is Xishan flavor. Local people call it "pig liver" with strong and greasy taste. It is mostly cooked with soy buns and hard cakes, which is also considered a coarse food in the city.

The owner of the wine shop was unique and washed the chopped gambling bones and fat hens to simmer the soup, and removed the foam from the soup until the soup turned into milky whiteness. Then add pepper, star anise, fennel, cinnamon and other seasoning.

The cooked sausage is soft and tender in the thick chicken soup, and the meat is tender and fresh, fat but not greasy. Put a spoonful of lard on the bottom of the bowl, then scoop a spoonful of fresh soup and cooked meat, and add sugar garlic, pickled vegetables, spicy sauce and other pickled vegetables. Eat a bowl on a cold night. It is really the most beautiful thing in the world.

"My senior brother is from Xishan Mansion. I have tried this dish at his house and knows it tastes delicious."

Zhang Lingting said: "But the people near Xuanhua Mansion rely on three or four rivers and are fond of river food. Who is willing to spend money to eat a pot of pig miscellaneous food? They actually buried such good skills."

The fresh and thick white soup made from the big pork bones and fat chicken was also very delicious when used for fish sashimi. The two of them ate and chatted, poured a large bowl of old wine in front of the empty seat on the north side. They were supposed to be Gong Heyun sitting together, and they respected each other from time to time.

While drinking, Ding Bao suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice: "Lingting, since Ling's grandfather Mr. Heyun is a senior of the Zhang family, why did he drift outside and change his name and settle down in Heitou Mountain?"

"I don't know much about these secrets in my early years."

Zhang Lingting frowned and shook his head: "It's probably impossible to escape from fighting infighting intra-fighting? Pingwangshan Fengdu City is not as simple as one school and one branch. There are five branches of "Gorge, Valley, Peak, Valley, and Ping". My branch is from Huangyun Valley. For example, the third uncle of Tianshi is from Tianfengping. It involves the throne of Tianshi. Although it will not cause bloodshed, it is not that stable. My grandfather, Mr. Heyun, was said to be a rare genius in the Zhang family in a century. Later, he violated the rules of the Clockwork clan. He was deposed in martial arts, stripped of Zhang's surname, and kicked out of the house..."

He sighed, and raised the wine bowl to his lips, but he had not drunk it for a long time.

Ding Baoxiao said: "Then isn't it dangerous for your little aunt to go back this time?"

"This is not! After the sacrifice of Nanmingshan, my grandfather's affairs are no longer a taboo at home. This time I take back my aunt is the meaning of all the elders of the clan. Moreover, my father is now the prisoner of Pingwangshan and the second master. And my senior brother, who is as cunning as a ghost, despicable and despicable as a ghost, has no blood or tears, and is extremely shameless... Cough. In short, it is extremely powerful. With him in Pingwangshan, he is not afraid of the sky falling."

After saying that, he raised his head and poured another bowl.

The two of them touched the bowl and raised their heads to do both.

They talked and laughed, and ate and drank together. It was late at night. They both were drunk and lying on the table, refusing to leave. Ding Bao had never drunk such a lot since he traveled through time. He drank so high, and his tongue was not very flexible. He raised his hand and pulled him randomly, and asked with a squinted look: "Why... why... jumped out and invited me to drink? I... I don't...differ in daily life!"

Zhang Lingting was also drunk and shook his head, lying on the table with a bang. He closed his eyes and smiled, "You and I... were similar to each other... they were my aunt's... Master, it made people feel so angry... Isn't it my grandfather... I poured you down and finally won a city back..."

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The next day, Ding Bao was sober that his headache was split. His mouth was dry and bitter. If it weren't for the warm and soft mattress under him, he would be like a fragrant cloud, so he would be fine. Facing the hangover after passing by, Ding Bao was very uncomfortable. He held his head and struggled to get up, moved his body carefully. When his strength was used a little, there was a huge wave in the skull, and it was hard to tell whether it was a boat or a brain.

He sat for a while with his head in his arms, and finally calmed down. He found that the gauze tents and embroidered couches around him looked very familiar, and even the incense on the quilt was no stranger to... A light of inspiration passed by his mind, and he finally understood where he was.

"I'm dizzy... How could Labor and Capital sleep in Kong Ci's cabin?"

I endured the discomfort and reached out to touch it. Fortunately, there was no white, soft and smooth inside the quilt, and the strong smell of the fragrant and sensual hand, so I didn't know whether to be grateful or regretful.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, the door outside the screen pushed open with a "yiya". The sound of the door shaft was suddenly amplified hundreds of times as soon as Bixia's true energy sensed, and it kept hitting and rebounding in his swollen mind. Fortunately, before he bent down and vomited, the visitor had already put a small porcelain basin under his chin, rubbing his back and eased his qi, and his movements were both gentle and considerate.

Ding Bao vomited so much that his nose was flowing. He felt that all his internal organs were vomiting into the small porcelain basin. After vomiting, he felt much more awake.

The man's palms were soft and his fingers were touched. The faint virgin smell could be smelled as soon as he approached it. The woman undoubtedly took the porcelain basin containing filth to the outside of the cabin, twisted a warm water towel to wipe it for him, first wiped off the stains under his lips and nose, and then took a new clean water towel to apply his face.

When Ding Bao opened his eyes, he saw that the girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a very charming appearance, and her behavior was as mature and steady as a little sister, but she was ignorant of her appearance.

"My name is Ping'er."

The girl did not avoid filth. While serving him to wash, she introduced herself: "It is Miss Fanyin's personal girl. Mr. Ning first used this bowl of sobering soup, and then the maid served the husband to change his clothes."

"Sanyin...Miss Fanyin?"

Ding Bao was stunned when he heard this: "Then why... why is this here? This is obviously from Confucian lyrics..."

Ping'er smiled and narrowed her eyes, her fair and round face flushed, and she was very cute.

"This is Miss Kong Ci's cabin! Yesterday, Mr. Ning and Mr. Zhang from Pingwangshan drank too much. Miss Fanyin brought the two back. Mr. Zhang was even more unbearable and fell directly into the command room behind the cabin. Ms. Kong Ci gave up the room to Mr. Ning and slept with Miss Qi to Miss Fanyin's room."

Ding Bao was ashamed when he heard this: "I actually didn't know the human affairs, so I have to trouble Chunyu Fanyin to bring it back."

Then I realized that my body was clean and refreshing, without any greasy, and I didn't even smell very strong. When I touched my chest, I felt soft and soft. This snow-white silk mid-length was definitely not what he had worn before. I was surprised: "Whose clothes is this...? Where is my original clothes?"

Ping'er pursed her lips and smiled, her pretty face swelled like a little red peach, and replied seriously: "As soon as the gentleman got on the boat, he vomited all over. Fortunately, Miss Fanyin had sent someone to the city to buy clothes, so that was the only way to change it. It was the maid who served the adults to take off their clothes and bathe, and then changed to the mid-lane."

Damn, I vomited Chunyu Fanyin, Kong Ci, and Sister Fox were watching from the side, not only did I say anything, but I also had to ask the little girl to help change clothes. Even though Ding Bao was as thick as a city wall, he was too embarrassed and almost found a hole to get into it.

Ping'er was so natural that she narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Before the age of twelve, I worked as maids in wealthy families in Yangzhou. I often served the master and the young master took a bath, and it was nothing."

At this time, the hatch opened and another girl came in with a large bucket of hot water. She seemed to be a little younger than Ping'er, but her figure was taller than Ping'er and a little more heroic.

"Sir, are you awake?"

The girl who came in touched her forehead sweat, her sleeves were curled up and her two white arms were exposed, and she spoke with her hips on her face, with a carefree and indescribable silly.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she found that Ding Bao had sat up, stuck out her tongue, and said in a slight embarrassment: "Oh, it turns out that sir has gotten up! Could it be that I woke up?"

Haha, he walked in generously with hot water, without any hesitation.

"Her name is Yuan'er, and she also followed Miss Fanyin."

Ping'er smiled and said, "Yesterday she served my husband with me to take a bath. Miss Fanyin said that my husband's daily life on the boat is taken care of by me. If you have any needs, please give me instructions, don't be polite."

Yuan'er heard her serve and bathing, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she hit her and laughed: "Oh, it's so embarrassing, why are you saying it again!"

The laughter was full of energy, crisp and refreshing, and it was hard to tell what a "shy" method was.

Ding Baozheng rinsed his mouth with fragrant soup, and almost spit out when he heard this. What was even more terrifying was still behind him. Ping'er took out a set of new shirts and pants, squinted and smiled, "Sir, I'm here to help you change your clothes."

He reached out to untied his mid lane tether. Ding Bao was startled. Facing the two delicate little girls, he did not dare to use martial arts, and his skills were all ruined. He had to say embarrassedly: "Uh, two little sisters, no, sister, you don't have to take off this? I... I just put on my coat."

At first, Yuan'er felt quite interesting when she saw the two pushing each other around, and laughed "sneer" and watched from the wall, which made Ping'er roll her eyes.

After a while, I felt impatient. I picked up the shirt and pants on the embroidered couch and shook it, almost throwing it on his face. I was angry and funny: "Mr. Ning! You are wearing a sleeping jacket, and a bunch of cloth is covered with the outer robe, and there is a lot of cloth to squeeze out from the collar. What kind of style is it? Really, we are not afraid of being women, why are you clinging there?"

Without saying a word, he rushed up to join the battle group, and took off his pants with a few "swish" sounds, and he really achieved an overwhelming victory.

At this moment, Yuan'er suddenly screamed and took a few steps back. The door of her back hit the screen, covering her mouth and staring at her for a while, saying, "There are...there are snakes!"

Ding Bao hurriedly pulled up his pants, bent down to cover up the ugly things, and saw Yuan'er's eyes searching for something to hit a "snake", he quickly shook his hand and stopped: "Wait... wait a moment! Miss Yuan'er, that... that's not a snake, but a man... The man's body's reaction is strong in the morning."

"You are lying! I saw it last night, but it's not... it's not that big, and it looks different!"

Yuan'er is so fucked, her cheeks are so angry that no one can fool her.

Ding Bao was in tears and had never encountered such an embarrassing situation in his past and present life. Moreover, he did not want to discuss this matter with the two young girls he had met at all. Forced to have no choice but to explain patiently: "That's right. Men sometimes... will be very different from usual. What the girl saw last night was...they looked like normal." (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!